Chapter 474 Taishen Palace Wangchuan
"Are you my opponent? You're finally here! Hahaha!"
A wanton voice came, and Jiang Wen stood up from the ground and looked at the man. I saw a green light flying quickly, and a graceful young man in white came with a sword.
There is a flying sword hanging beside him, and his face is handsome. He pinched his fingers and looked at Jiang Wen with his eyes.
"Are you my opponent this time?"
"If there is no one else, I should be it." Jiang Wen looked at this young man and felt that he was a little stupid. Although he looks decent, he is also handsome. But this temperament makes him feel like facing a husky.
"I didn't expect you to meet me. This is both your luck and your misfortune. If you had met someone else, you might still have a glimmer of hope of victory, but now that you have met me, you will definitely lose. "The young man in white spoke extremely arrogantly, with a big smile on his face.
He pointed at Jiang Wen and let the flying sword spin in his hand.
"Now if you admit defeat, I will let you go. If you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being rude."
"..." Jiang Wen was speechless and asked, raising his hands towards the young man. "May I ask which sect you are a disciple of? What is your name?"
"Me? Haha, listen carefully. I am the fifth generation true disciple of Taishen Palace, and my surname is Wang Mingchuan. You can call me Wangchuan Sword Immortal."
"Wangchuan? What a good name." Jiang Wen praised politely.
"Huh? Do you think this name is good too? In fact, I got this name myself. My master also said that the name I chose is not nice at all." When Wangchuan heard Jiang Wen's words, most of the fighting spirit he still had was dissipated. . There was joy on his face and surprise in his voice.
"Well... the name is indeed nice." Seeing his happy look, Jiang Wen couldn't bear to disturb him. Just hearing this, he felt that this person must have some stories. As expected, the next moment Wangchuan started talking about the reason for his name.
"My original name was Tiesheng, because when my mother gave birth to me, there happened to be an iron nearby. She held the iron and gave birth to me, so she called me Tiesheng. I thought this name was not nice, but my master thought it was good. So I read I read books and finally found the word Wangchuan from Shen Nong's book. My master has always disliked my name and felt that no one would think it was a good name. I came to the Wushu Conference this time. Just to make my name known to the world, when others mention Wangchuan, they will think of the leader of the martial arts conference, so my master will definitely not think that my name is unpleasant. "
After Wangchuan finished telling his story, he stroked Feijian. Jiang Wen was speechless as he listened on the sidelines. He did not expect that the reason for this man's participation in the martial arts conference was so strange. It was just to get my name recognized by Master that I came to participate.
Are there not many serious people in this martial arts conference?
Jiang Wen was just thinking when he heard Wang Chuan's words: "After talking to you so much, it's time for a competition. Don't worry, I will be merciful and let you lose as decently as possible."
"Thank you very much, then." Jiang Wen said with a smile. He looked at the flying sword in Wangchuan's hand and asked curiously. "Are you good at flying swords?"
"Of course, my Tai Shengong swordsmanship is outstanding." Wangchuan replied proudly.
"That's it, that's good." Jiang Wen smiled and stretched out his hand. Then he saw a flying sword appear, flashing with white light.
"This sword is called the White Tiger Sword, and it can also be regarded as my magical weapon. Today I will use the sword to meet fellow Taoists."
After saying that, he grabbed the White Tiger Sword, transformed into a shadow, and attacked towards Wangchuan.
"Well done, I'll show you the swordsmanship of Taishen Palace." Wangchuan shouted and drove the flying sword to shoot at Jiang Wen.
He saw the flying sword turn into golden light and shuttle around Jiang Wen. It seemed to have split into thousands of flying swords, surrounding Jiang Wen's side.
Jiang Wen looked calm and held the white tiger sword to fight with the flying sword. As soon as he heard the clanging sound, every attack of Feijian was resolved by him.
The shape of the White Tiger Sword changes endlessly from front to back and left to right.
Although Wangchuan Feijian was sharp, there was nothing he could do about Jiang Wen.
"If you only have this little strength, it won't work." Jiang Wen, who was among the flying swords, smiled at Wang Chuanyan. "Keep trying."
"You!" Wangchuan was naturally angry when he heard this. The sword formula in his hand changed, and the flying swords surrounding Jiang Wen became more and more dense.
It was like an endless storm, constantly shooting towards Jiang Wen. But the man covered by the rain of swords had a smile on his face, and a white tiger sword danced airtightly. Any sword light was cut off by him. His body is like a flying swallow, coming and going freely in this rain of swords.
Jiang Wen swung his sword and shattered the sword rain. Then he jumped towards Wangchuan and struck a sword in the air, the sword energy extending over a hundred feet.
"Let's see what you're capable of."
Wangchuan's body suddenly became confused after listening to Jiang Wen's words. He stepped back, his sword flying into the air to avoid Jiang Wen's blow. Looking at the cracks on the ground, I was still frightened.
"This man is quite advanced. He can actually swing his sword so far with just his sword energy." Wang Chuan looked at Jiang Wen with some unconfidence. He knew the difference between flying a sword and swinging his sword energy. He thought that if he failed like this, he would definitely be laughed at by his master when he returned. Wangchuan gritted his teeth and decided not to leave any options behind.
"I'm going to show my real skills!" Wangchuan said angrily.
"Come! Fight!" Jiang Wen heard the words and laughed loudly, flying towards Wangchuan.
He saw Wangchuan's fingers change, and a sword box appeared. The sword box was spread out, with several flying swords shining in it.
"Fly into the air!" Wangchuan slapped the sword box, and a flying sword jumped out.
"Zhu Xie!" He shot again, and another flying sword came out.
"Move mountains!"
……
With seven scoldings, seven flying swords flew into the air. It turned into brilliance and flew towards Jiang Wen, forming a large formation of flying swords.
"Let me show you the swordsmanship of Taishen Palace! Tianxuan Sword Formation!"
As soon as the voice fell, seven flying swords with seven colors of light were seen. A ray of sword light flew through the air and flew towards Jiang Wen.
Jiang Wen felt a hint of urgency and avoided the sword attack. He heard the sound of the mountain collapsing and the ground sinking in. He looked back and saw that the 100-foot-high mountain peak in the distance was cut into two pieces.
"Zhan Wuchang!"
Wangchuan used the sword formation again, and the sword formation changed, and an illusory giant sword appeared above Jiang Wen's head. No matter how he moves, this giant sword will always follow him. Wait until the next moment, the giant sword falls. Jiang Wen held the White Tiger Sword, and the tip of the sword touched the tip of the giant sword, breaking it with force, and the giant sword collapsed.
"I don't believe that I can't take you down, and you'll do this to me again."
Jiang Wen and Wangchuan fought with each other, and Wangchuan's swordsmanship was endless. But Jiang Wen was as immovable as a mountain, holding a white tiger sword to deal with him. After a hundred moves, I had some aftertaste. Looking at Wang Chuan's tired look, I knew he had reached his limit.
He just smiled at him and held his sword finger in his hand.
"Go back and tell your master that your name is actually very nice."
After saying that, the White Tiger Sword flew into the air. Jiang Wen looked at the astonished Wangchuan and formed a spell with one hand.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan."
The White Tiger Sword transformed into infinity, gathering all the swords from heaven and earth here. The sword light fell like a heavy rain, instantly submerging Wangchuan River.
Before Wangchuan could call for help, he disappeared into the world of mountains and rivers. And Jiang Wen also appeared on the podium again at the moment Wangchuan disappeared.
There were not many people on the podium at this moment.
(End of this chapter)
